Coach Assistant

By: Tim
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Chapter 3

While I hurried back to the guest lockers I felt very happy in a strange way. I loved what had happened. Sucking that beautiful guy made my day. Hopefully nobody would notice that I was gone for 15 minutes or so.

I went back to the hall first to get my brother's bags and the rest of the team. Then I looked around to see of my father was already on the floor with his team. He was working on the other side of the hall on the pommel horse. I decided to just go back to the locker when somebody stopped suddenly before me and I bumped into him. I fell and looked up to see I bumped into.

There was an odd looking guy. I thought he was in his early 20's and he just starred at me.

"Oh, I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No you didn't," I said.

He gave me his hand and when I came up I just got a touch of pain in my back. He must have seen that because he looked at me and said: " Well, just to be sure, let me check.

When he saw that I didn't know what he meant, he said, "I am the doctor over here so just go with me to my office and let me check your back".

Well there was of course only one thing I could do; I had to go along. We went out to the hall again and to the right. His office was only a few meters away from the classroom where I was mouth-fucked by Peter.

We went in and he said, "Well, take off your T-shirt; then I can take a look. "

I pulled off my T-shirt and he went to stand behind my back. He started to rub it. It felt kind of strange, not a rub a normal doctor would give but I liked it. I started to get another boner. I hoped that he was not going to notice it.

"Ok, no problem there, just some bruises from the shock you got. Where are you from? I have never seen you around here."

"That could be right, sir; I am from the opposite team. I am the coach's assistant."

"Oh, that is fine; we will meet in the future then."

"Why that?" I asked.

"I am also the regional doctor for the teams that haven't got their own doctor. I will come around to visit your team in about two weeks or so."

"Oh!" I just said.

"Well, just get the T-shirt on and go back; it will hurt until tomorrow or so, and then it should be over."

I went back to our own lockers where David and the other teammates were already dressed. They didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that I stayed away so long. I just waited with them until the other half of the team finished their game and then we could go home.

During the next two days, life just got by. I stroked my cock every evening just thinking about that handsome jock I had sucked. During the day, I dreamed about him; sometimes I had a lot of difficulties just to focus on the lessons.

It would have been somewhere around noon when my brother walked towards me and saw that I was just starring down the hall.

"Hey, brother, were are you?"

I didn't hear him and just kept staring at the most beautiful boy I had seen until then. He must have been around the same age as David, and he was just standing on the other side of the hallway. He was looking gorgeous with his blond hair and deep green eyes, and he was as tall as I was. His body looked well build but that was a little hard to see because of the wide clothes he was wearing.

David must have noticed who or what was geting my attention because he suddenly hit me on the back, came a little closer and said: "You like what you see, don't you?"

And before I could help myself I answered him softly, "Yes."

Then just realizing what I did I turned completely red and looked at David; he just laughed and said, "see you tonight, brother!" He just kept me standing there without saying anything and I just didn't know what to do. I thought about leaving and going home directly then and there. Being on the other side of the hallway, if I were going to stay, I could get more glimpses of that beautiful boy who I was sure  must have been new to our school because I would have noticed him before.

During the rest of the day I did my best to get another glimpse of him but he seemed to have disappeared. At the end of the day there was the gymnastic training of the team. They had that three times a week and I always went to help and even exercise myself a little bit. But on Wednesdays,  I was always a half-hour late because of the fact that my lessons went on longer, so I hurried to the gym when I was finished.

I went inside Dad's office. He was sitting at his desk and when I walked in he said, "Just get changed and do your own exercises; I don't need your help today with anything. They are doing their normal routine."

I went into the lockers and started to change into my own training suit that I always wore when I got the chance to workout a little while the team did their exercises. When I was almost finished, David walked into the lockers and said; "Hi brother, you better get ready quickly because there is a surprise for you in the gym."

I just looked at him, but he walked away to the toilets. I just knew he was teasing me as usual and I just slowly walked into the gym. Then when I was on the doorstep and planned to walk into the hall, my eyes dropped almost to the floor when I saw that my young stud of that afternoon was standing right there in the middle of the hall at the rings preparing himself for an exercise. I just couldn't move and kept standing there in the doorway looking at what was indeed a beautifully built body.

"And did you like the surprise, you better be careful or everyone will know." David came back and stopped just behind me, whispering in my ear again.

I looked backwards and was planning to say something when I saw that Dad was coming closer and then pushed us into the hall.

"As you can see, son, we have a new team member. He has just moved over here. At his old college, he was the best gymnast they had. I believe he was in the top 5 ranking of his region. Come on, let me introduce you. He already did that with everybody else around when we started."

We walked towards the middle of the hall near  the rings and waited until he finished his exercise. He performed well, I think even better than any of the other team memebers. When he did his last move he got off the rings.

"Francis," my farther said, "I want you to meet the last member of our team, my assistant and son."

I stepped forward and said, "Hi, Francis, that looked very good."

"Well I am glad you liked it. I saw the coach coming in and wanted to show him what I can do."

"Well I think that worked," I replied.

It was very hard for me to say anything to him so I just walked away to the other side where there were some fitness equipment to do my exercise over there. I had a hard time not looking at him all the time and when I say a hard time, I mean just what I say.

I decided not to end my work session at the same time as my brother and his team because then I had to shower with them and I was sure that I would get very hard if I had to do that with them. I wanted to see Francis change but I was just afraid of it. This had to wait until the next match. I waited for almost 15 minutes before I stopped. Everyone was already dressed and my father was waiting there, also. "Go on, we are waiting for you; just get changed. You can shower at home." I looked around but Francis had already left. I quickly changed and got out of there.

David just looked at me and smiled a few times but didn't say anything. At home I left my father and David downstairs and walked toward the shower beside my bedroom. I quickly got out of my clothes and wanted to get into the shower. I had two reasons. I smelled terrible and my dick was as hard as it ever had been just thinking about Francis. At that very moment, I wanted to get my towel so I started to walk towards the shower. David entered my room without knocking.

"Hey," I said, while I quickly put my hands in front of my hard cock.

"What, hey," David said. "I just wanted to see if you were okay, but I have seen enough to confirm my suspicion which I've had for a while now. You prefer boys over girls don't you?"

With that questions a total silence came over us. I hardly answered but my cock said it all and when I wanted to say something it just didn't leave my mouth.

"No problem for me, brother, as long as you are feeling happy with it."

"Are you sure, David? You really don't mind?"

"No, Nick, why should I? You are still my brother."

Relieved I picked up the towel and sat down. "You are not going to tell Dad, are you? I don't think I am ready for that yet."

"No, that is up to you, though you should be more careful when you start staring at people like Francis. You were quite obvious."

"Do you think any of the others noticed it?"

"No, I don't think so, Nick. But because I already had my doubts, I noticed. But tell me — what do you find so attractive about Francis?"

I was kind of embarrassed with the open way he talked about it, and I had trouble answering him. My face turned red and then I said, "Well, I am not sure. I think it is those deep green eyes and that beautiful smile of his."

"Yeah, you mean not the way he looks?"

"Well, of course he looks very well, well-built and all."

Then a call came from downstairs, "Dinner's up in about 20 minutes, so hurry up, Nick!"

"I better take a shower now. But thanks, David; this means a lot to me that you are okay with it."

"No problem, brother; whenever you want to talk, just do."

With that he went downstairs, and I got into the shower. Because of the conversation my dick wasn't hard any more, but when I was in the shower and started thinking about Francis again it came back very quickly. I slowly opened the tap and started to wash myself with one hand and stroking my cock with the other. I came hard and cum spurted everywhere. I knew then that I had to be very careful not to get a boner when Francis was around. I better be careful until I know more about him.

The next game wasn't until two Saturdays away, so it would take a while before I would be able to see him in his gymnastic outfits. They never used to wear that during practice. But at the next practice, I was in early and my father urged me to make sure that some special equipment was ready; so I wasn't in the lockers when they were changing. Today we had a special force program at hand, in which I had to go along with the placer through a routine, and each time I had to take down their results. My father, in the meantime, was taking special time with the others to show them their mistakes during the last meet and how to improve on that.

So the last person to go around the exercise was Francis. Until then we didn't talk too much to each other. We had said "Hi" when we bumped into each other during the day, but now I had to show him all the exercises he had to do and even help him with some of them. Doing push-ups was one of them, and I had to be sure they didn't touch the ground but went low enough to count. Normally, I would place my hand below them so that they would touch it. My hand was placed on belly level. When we came to this exercise I had a hard time not to place my hand a little lower but I was just to scared of what Francis would think about it.

He touched my hand with his belly each time and I got electric shocks from the contact. In the meantime, he told me he moved because his parents were going through divorce, and his mother didn't want to stay in the same neighborhood as his dad.

I had learned already from David that he was a more than able student and was not the normal jock that usually would just start to hit the average. So I brought up the subject of study and what kind of interests he had. We discovered a mutual interest in computers. We went through the routine without touching each other any more, but when we were finished, the practice time was up and again I was instructed to clear the hall again. When I came back in, the team members were already changed again.

David and I didn't discuss the subject of me liking boys anymore, but he didn't change his attitude any how, so life went on just the same.

The first training of the next week, my farther told us that on Thursday the doctor would be around to have a full check up on everyone. There was some laughter from those who had been on the team last year but they just didn't say much about it. I was glad I wasn't on the team because I sure would stand out in my underwear in front of that doctor. The way he touched me last time was very strange.

At home that evening my father came to my room and we had a chat about how I liked being his assistant. I told him I was okay with it as long as I had enough time for my studies. When he started to leave my room he said, "I think it is a good idea now that you are working out a little, too, to have a check up by the doctor when he comes next Thursday so make sure you have a copy of the questionnaire,too."

I just couldn't say anything but when he shut the door my mind wondered off about what could happen next Thursday.

To be continued...

Posted: 06/05/15